Remember, this is Walden College ou’re talking about.
I had never heard of “The Curve” until I was in college (1968-?). I was sitting in class when 2 individuals walked in & the guy next to me started moaning about “there goes the curve”.
I had something better lined up…until I didn’t.
Timing is EVERYTHING! I always left just b4 they showed me the door.
I’m sure this is being planned somewhere in Issy-les-Moulineaux, Paris, France.
We had a mom at work, who had them shipped into our warehouse in San Leandro, CA. When she moved to Iowa, she crushed her daughters quota without selling a box there.
Every sperm is sacred…until they’re born. Then it’s, “You’re on your own.” Strange how that works for them, just enough “compassion” until it’s dinner time.
His name wouldn’t be “Chuck” would it?
If yesterday is any indication, Wally’s impervious/protected against managerial reprisal.
That might explain why Wally’s still working there. Ain’t nepotism grand?